For the longest time I have been trying to figure out what my calling is. This is a couple of decades into this journey called life, still nothing. How are some people able to figure these things out so early in life while the rest of us struggle? If you know the answer please comment below. Any who, one thing was certain, I knew I had to find a way to give back to God’s children. Whatever direction I was going, I knew it meant helping others in some way or form. I firmly believe it is our duty to bless others with the gifts God has given to us.

In my quest called life, I decided to open this online store. It is something I have had in the background for some time now. I must confess, it’s been dormant for a while because I felt like it was lacking purpose. Just recently, a thought crossed my mind. Came down, calling is still loading… Growing up I have had the privilege to live in the United States and also my birth country Zambia. I have family there and I can say I live a not so double double life through them. It’s during these many conversations with family that I had my light bulb moment. I realized that what we consider as minimal here could mean so much there.

I have come to realize that just a little could go a long way. I could donate a percentage of the store’s earning to a relief initiative for single mums. Mother to Mother, the Pantry is aimed at supporting single mums with a few basic day to day needs for them and their families. My online store will donates a percentage of its profits to Boma ku Boma (translates to Mother to Mother, in native tongue Lozi). Why single mums? Well, my husband travels a lot for work, so most times I am home alone with the kids. It’s not always easy, but one thing is certain, he always comes home. I know what I go through is nothing compared to what single mothers go through, if it’s a sneak peak to what it is then I want to help. Even in the littlest possible way. Maybe this is my call and I just haven’t figured it out yet. Whatever it may be, this is something I am set to do. As I keep waiting for my grand idea of how to change the world, I will work on my small idea. Who knows, by this small and simple thing, great things might come to pass.

Being a single mum is twice the work, twice the stress and twice the tears, but also twice the hugs, twice the love and twice the pride – Writer Unknown.

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